A Trap King's Wife 1 by Jahquel J.

streets knew me by Larry Bird. Larry Bird, was a nigga that could flip a bird like KFC, and kill you without a second thought. Ruthless was one word to describe him, and a lot of people feared him. Jaeshawn, was the family man, caring, funny and as gentle as teddy bear.
                  I decided to let her know what is early on. I didn’t want my feelings to get invested, and later on down the line she wasn’t cool with it. I told myself when I found the right woman I would show my true colors, let them get the real me. I wouldn’t hold shit back, and Tiara might be that one.  I know it’s early on, but that was how she made me feel. Spending a couple bands on her wasn’t nothing to me. She made me want to do that full time.
                  “Nigga, this fuckin’ liquor got me sweating and shit,” John broke me from my thought, as he turned on the AC.
                  “Yeah, me too. You nervous, nigga?”
                  “Nah, we was just talking about this shit yesterday. I’m ready,” He exclaimed.
                  I laughed and finished my drink. We were nearing Tiara’s block. “I feel you. Remember she got a nigga or a situationship’, “I reminded him.
                  “That’s as good as done,” He chuckled.
                  We pulled up to the house and I stepped out. I was rocking a pair of khakis, knitted polo sweater with a teddy bear on it, nubuck Timberlands and a long tan pea coat. I had the matching hat to the sweater with all my jewelry on. John was rocking a pair of jeans, button up shirt and Prada sneakers. He finished the outfit with a Burberry trench coat.  I rang her buzzer and held the flowers with the other one. She said they were coming down, so I stepped back and leaned against the limo. Yes, I went all out tonight. I wanted everything to be perfect.
                  I had to rub my eyes when Tiara stepped out the front door. She had cut her hair off, and was rocking a short blonde pixie cut. The cut definitely was turn on and bought out her features more. She had on white wide leg pants with a pair of black strappy heels. Her feet was done fresh, and I had a thing for sexy feet. She had a crop top on that showed a little skin, but the pants were high waist. She had a trench coat hung over her shoulder and a little clutch. She smiled, and her glow was radiant. I had to get off the car and meet her halfway.
                  “Damn,” I said.
                  “Is that a good thing or bad?” She smiled and reached for a hug. She stood on her tippy toes and placed her arms around my neck. I kissed her cheek and smelled her perfume.
                  “All good, ma’. That haircut look sexy as fuck,” I complimented.
                  “Thank you. I’ve been wanting to cut it for a while. I appreciate everything today. You didn’t have to do this,” She thanked me.
                  “I love it for real. This is my man, John. John, this is Tiara.”
                  “Nice to meet you, beautiful. Now who is that goddess over there?” He turned his attention to her friend.
                  “Oh this is Maddie. Maddie, this is John. Your secret admirer,” She giggled.
                  Maddie was rocking navy blue long sleeve dress, with matching heels and a fur vest over it. She had a clutch with her as well. Her hair was down her back with cascading curls.
                  “Hello, handsome,” She bluntly walked over and gave him a hug.
                  “Damn, you didn’t tell me she was thick and fine. I love my women with meat on their bones.”
                  “Oh snap, don’t bite me now,” She lightly tapped his hand.
                  “Why? I won’t leave any marks,” He flirted.
                  “What if I like it a